Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 582

#582

Taejonbirok Volume 24, Episode 7

Chapter 129: The Lazy Man, Terrified (2)

Song Hyun opened his eyes wide.

'Is that a human fist?'

I can't help but be surprised.

The shaman's shamanistic learning ultimately begins with gentleness.

Softness and harmony.

That was the beginning and the end of the shaman.

Although he did not disregard other sects, Song Hyeon also thought that the power of a shaman was the best in the world.

Although the sword is relatively famous and the sword tends to be overshadowed, anyone who has truly experienced the shaman's sword will not dare to say that the shaman's sword is inferior to the shaman's sword.

But that's different.

A power that the shaman's power does not have!

A force that cannot be seen anywhere in the world.

'Gwongeuk. Yes, it is indeed Gwongeuk.'

It was a sight that made one understand the arrogant nickname that meant reaching the pinnacle of power.

Just as a pile of fallen leaves was thrown in all directions, those who tried to block the power of Kwon Geuk were unable to withstand the force and were bounced away like rubber balls.

It's overwhelming.

Those who use swords and swords would not dare to create such a sight.

Before you can feel its energy and sense its might, you first see it with your own eyes. It's an unbelievable sight, something that no human could possibly create.

Those who saw that scene reacted extremely.

Those chasing Kwon Geuk unconsciously straightened their shoulders and shouted. And the blood drained from the faces of those who welcomed him.

Just for a moment.

One volume.

With that alone, Kwon Geuk completely took control of the battlefield.

“Step back!”

It's too late.

I've already blown away all those who tried to block me, so how can I tell them to back off?

The voice of Kwon Geuk resonated throughout the battlefield.

"Those who block will suffer the same fate! I do not want sacrifices! Step back!"

Song Hyun curled the corners of his mouth without realizing it.

'Should I say it's a masterpiece?'

They left no room for compromise until the very last moment. If negotiations broke down, the leadership would be sacked without question. However, they demonstrated a commitment to minimizing the sacrifices that would occur along the way.

If the Baekgeomseongdo retreat after hearing those words, the battlefield will be quickly cleared.

But that's not going to happen easily.

Those who had retreated in shock at the sudden attack of Kwon Geuk gathered their courage and extended their swords. Then, all at once, they began to charge towards Kwon Geuk.

Kwon Geuk greeted the white-robed warriors rushing towards him with eyes that did not waver even an inch.

“I told you to back off!”

Kuu …

A crushing blow.

A blow that flies.

Each and every one of them shakes the earth.

Humans were so helpless before it.

Everyone watching realized something new.

Why is this person the leader of the Jeongmu Alliance!

Why is the name Kwon Geuk so famous throughout the world?

Twenty years have passed.

Twenty years have passed since Kwon Geuk's fame spread across the globe, and he stood tall as a true opponent of the Demonic Cult. Ten years can change even a river or a mountain. Twenty years is enough time for a single person's name to change.

Even so, the name of Kwon Geuk was not forgotten.

As the leader of the Jeongmu Alliance and the greatest warrior in the world, his name still resonates through the world without a trace.

The reason is now being revealed.

Compared to his past self, he may have lost some of his agility. That's what getting older means.

But there was more to Kwon Geuk than that.

'That's amazing.'

Namgung Jo-wi was also amazed by Kwon Geuk.

In the midst of this tense battlefield, it might be a luxury to feel awe for someone. But I couldn't help but be amazed.

Prosecutors and counselors are different.

A swordsman's ability is largely determined by his or her talents. Even when learning the same sword, differences in skill are bound to arise based on the precision and agility with which one can wield it.

That is why prosecutors often make a name for themselves early on.

But Kwon is not like that.

A relatively thick fist requires more strength than a sword. A sword wielded by a child could kill with a flick of the wrist, but no one dies from a fist wielded by a child.

There is only one way to build power to overwhelm your opponents: build and build.

It must be built up little by little over many years, like piling up time and years. Like pouring water into the vast ocean, one bucket at a time, repeating the difficult, arduous task endlessly, without boredom.

This constant effort has matured over time and has reached a state of maturity.

okay.

It has a tremendous history.

Woof woof woof!

Stretch your arms forward.

The moment the fist hidden in the sleeve emerged from the sleeve, an immense, irresistible force swept through the Baekgeomseongdo.

“Ugh!”

Those at the forefront tried to resist in any way possible.

I know that an unprecedented force is coming, but I cannot back down. Their resentment is too deep, and the work they have to do is too much.

And also, the power pole.

The one who was coming upon them was a symbol of the Central Plains martial arts world. Those who had set out to seek revenge on the Central Plains martial arts world could not turn their backs on this symbol of the Central Plains martial arts world.

That is an insult to those who went before.

But no matter how much I raised my will and steeled my mind, my strength didn't increase. Even if I gritted my teeth and summoned my inner strength to the point of bloodshot eyes, I couldn't resist the force pushing them back.

“Eww!”

I can hear the footsteps.

The sword blocking my path trembled and then began to bend violently. It was impossible to resist the oncoming force.

'How can this be the power of man?'

If it were a sudden, overwhelming force, it wouldn't be so unfair. The slow, yet decisive, force of the push made even my training up to that point seem futile.

If you can't even handle this blow, then why did you endure that bone-crushing training?

It was a blow that instantly broke the will of the opponent to resist.

“Eww!”

It's blown away.

Those who float in the air bounce off like pebbles thrown by a child.

Dozens of people in white uniforms leaped into the air, resembling pure white flowers in bloom. Despite the urgency of the situation, everyone stared blankly at the spectacle.

“Is this really a power play?”

Baek Hoe-myeong clicked his tongue.

The forces of the Jeongmu Alliance, led by Kwon Geuk, were digging into the Baekgeomseong fortress's defenses. They were gathering in a wedge shape, pushing forward like sand flowing through a hole.

If we leave it like this, the center will be pierced in no time.

'What an outrageous thing to do.'

Anyone with even a passing knowledge of military strategy would know how absurd that was. Breaking through the center of a heavily fortified formation? It was a foolish move, one that no one would even attempt unless they wanted to die.

But that reckless attempt is working.

There is only one reason.

Power pole.

It's because of the author.

“You’re not human.”

Baek Hoe-myeong shook his head.

It wasn't just words. Kwon Geuk possessed the power to carry out his intentions and declarations.

“Was it like that during the past war?”

“That’s not true, Sogaju.”

“So does that mean you’ve gotten stronger?”

"The ship seems to have gotten stronger. It wasn't like that before."

I hear a slur.

"It's common sense that a warrior becomes stronger as they age, but in reality, that's often not the case. Even if you gain strength, you can't stay young forever, and if your strength and accuracy decline, your strength will eventually fade. However, the author has definitely become stronger than before."

Baek Hoe-myeong nodded quietly.

It's not just because he's a counselor. He must have been constantly honing himself for countless years.

'I never thought I'd feel respect from my enemies.'

He was definitely someone worthy of respect. The more I look at him, the more I realize that.

“Isn’t that reckless?”

“It’s reckless. But the goal seems clear.”

“My neck?”

“I thought you knew.”

Baek Hoe-myeong laughed bitterly.

How could I not know when they are rushing at me so openly?

“So what do you think?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Has the empty sword of the Baekga become weaker than in the past?”

The old man sitting next to Baek Hoe-myeong chuckled softly.

"Can someone who dares to claim to be a member of a hundred schools of thought be weak? Such a person cannot even use the character "white" in his surname."

"That's true. However, given the fame of the Gwongeuk, the name Gonggeom is also somewhat lacking."

“Your Majesty.”

The old man called Gonggeom bowed his head slightly.

"I have no intention of being swayed by the vain fame of martial arts. If the vain fame of martial arts is true, then wouldn't the best sword in the world be one of the Sword Master, the Sword Master, or the Emperor Sword?"

"yes."

“Just by looking at the fact that the Master of the World is not sitting on the throne of the World’s Best Swordsman, no, the World’s Best Person, you can see how fleeting the fame discussed in the martial arts world is.”

“Are you saying that you can handle something like Kwon Geuk?”

“Please, Lord, do not test me any more.”

Baek Hoe-myeong smiled brightly.

“Then will you step forward?”

“If you just give me the order.”

Baek Hoe-myeong pointed to Kwon Geuk with a nod.

"The time isn't ripe yet. But if we leave it like this, the damage will be extensive. Stop it."

“Your name.”

Ss …

The sword moved like the wind and flew towards the pole.

Seeing the sight, Baek Hoe-myeong stared at the battlefield with sharp eyes.

They were being pushed back relentlessly. The Baekgeom swordsmen who had instantly swept away the Zhejiang branch of the Jeongmu Alliance were completely powerless against Kwon Geuk. Now that they'd been crushed in their momentum, it wouldn't be easy for a while.

‘I thought it was reckless… … .’

You must have been confident.

In one's own strength, and in war.

It was a moment when I could understand the words of the head of the family that war is not fought with the head.

Ultimately, the difference between a divine beast that changes the course of battle and a curse that drags allies into hell is a thin line. Because it deviates from generally accepted military strategy.

If it works, it's a divine blessing; if it doesn't, it's a curse. There's no right or wrong on the battlefield. This is what Kwon Geuk is demonstrating right now.

But it's excessive.

If it had been just a moderate drain on his power, I might have applauded it. But going for Baek Hoe-myeong's head directly was foolish.

'Whatever it is, it's okay.'

The winner and loser have already been decided.

I don't know the truth. I don't know anything.

This war was already over before they reached this battlefield. The moment that realization dawned on them, I couldn't help but wonder what expression that iron-blooded warrior would make.

Baek Hoe-myeong licked his lips.

It needs to be ripened a little more. The sacrifice is painful, but it must be endured until the enemy is completely within the net.

“That impatience is what cut off your neck, Kwon-geuk.”

Today, the landscape of martial arts will change here. Those who once thought the world was theirs and boasted about it will all realize their true circumstances.

They waited for this moment for a full three hundred years.

Three hundred years of resentment now begin to ignite towards the world.

“All in the name of the Ten Thousand Swords.”

It was a cold voice.